So I was looking through pictures of myself on facebook, finding all my flaws and looking back on a time when I was thinner (but still not thin enough obviously). I found a picture that I felt perfectly reflects how I feel everyday...like a lone girl lost in a sea of people. I also was talking to my mom trying not to sound too depressed, and she kept telling me how I'd be happier once I lost 15 pounds...lies. I pretended like that was true, but honestly, when I was that weight I was just as depressed. She's probably just forgotten since that was several years ago. But anyway, today I ate well even though fasting is more ideal. I had a small apple with a sprinkle of honey, cinnamon, and sugar, and fat free yogurt. Delicious. I can't eat much today anyway because my stomach is trying to rip me apart...not sure why. I decided to take a whole bunch of laxatives to see if maybe that would make me feel better, and since my roommate is gone for the weekend, I can be as unhealthy and pathetic as I want for several days. Awesome.
Now, feel free to look at the picture below and guess which one is me! This was when I was a senior in high school, starving myself, and what my mom thinks is a weight that would make me happy. Of course, I was still depressed at the time this pic was taken, so whatever, mom. Good luck, ladies :)